Chapter 13100 Seeking Death

"Just you? Your mother Jiang Xiruo couldn't get the slightest advantage from me, what can you, a young man of the seventh level of the Wuhun realm, do?" Ji Haisheng's voice was full of confidence and arrogance, as if in his eyes, Ling Xiao was just an ant worthless.

Ji Haisheng's evaluation was not aimless. Ling Xiao had indeed just undergone a transformation. He devoured Ji Tianyan's blood essence, and his cultivation level soared by leaps and bounds, breaking through to the seventh level of the Wuhun realm in one fell swoop.

However, this realm still seemed insignificant in front of a Tianhe realm powerhouse like Ji Haisheng. Ji Haisheng not only belonged to the Tianhe realm with Ji Tianyan, but his cultivation level was deeper and his strength was stronger. The gap between the two was like a chasm, difficult to cross.

"Really? Your son Ji Tianyan, not long ago, also said something similar to me with the same confidence and arrogance."

Ling Xiao's tone was calm and indifferent, as if he was stating a fact that was irrelevant to him, but his deep eyes flashed with complex emotions, was it helplessness, indignation, or a hint of determination that was not easily detected?

Although his tone was light, it was like a heavy hammer, hitting Ji Haisheng's heart hard, making him think of the son who once made him proud, but now has turned into a pile of yellow earth.

Ling Xiao's heart was mixed with mixed feelings. He knew that with his own strength, it was undoubtedly a fantasy to want to defeat Ji Haisheng head-on, but this did not prevent him from standing here, defending his mother in his own way, and fighting against this unfair fate.

His eyes were very you, as if to say, even if I know it's death, I have to let that old thief see my humiliation and courage.

"That eldest son is simply seeking his own death!" Huang Xiangu, who was watching the battle on the side, snorted hotly, her eyes full of disdain and respect. In your opinion, Lu Qiong's behavior is different from hitting a rock with an egg, and it is overestimating one's own strength.

"Yes, yes, it is seeking death, but it is not important now." Huang Hai shook his head heavily, with a bit of helplessness and relief in his tone, "Once a weakling like the Black Sky Sword takes action, you are like ants and you have no power to intervene. It is better to watch the show with peace of mind. At most, the battle is dull enough."

At the same time, Jin Yan also made an amazing move.

However, although Lu Qiong tried his best, the gap in strength was difficult to make up after all. Although the Demon Lord's martial soul realm is weak, he still seems to be able to follow his heart in the face of the terrifying palm of the Black Sky Sword.

As a demon cultivator, Ji Hai and the Demon Lord Lu Qiongshi have long surpassed the complicated relationship of using and being used. We are more like partners with a heart-to-heart connection and blood connection.

Before I finished speaking, I moved and appeared behind Lu Qiong like a ghost. When I raised my hand, a powerful spiritual power gathered into a palm, and with the momentum of destroying the world, it attacked Ji Hai.

Facing the palm that was enough to shake the mountains and rivers, Ji Hai did not shrink or fear at all. I took a deep breath, as if I wanted to absorb all the power in the world into my body. I held the Demon Lord Wuhun Realm with both hands. Under the sword, white gas lingered, as if the demon dragon in the abyss was about to wake up and release a terrifying breath that made people palpitate.

"Son!" Jiang Xiqiang's voice was filled with fear and despair that could not be concealed. You watched the flame that could devour everything approaching Ji Hai, and your heart was full of help and pain. You knew the horror of the flame. With Ji Hai's current strength, there was no way to resist it.

Lu Qiongshi looked at the Demon Lord Lu Qiongshi in Ji Hai's hand, and a touch of greed and excitement flashed in his eyes that was difficult to conceal. I laughed a little, my voice full of pride and arrogance:

However, at that moment, the voice of the Black Sky Sword sounded like thunder, with unquestionable majesty and murderous intent: "Son, you gave him face, right? He dared to provoke you like this. Today, in front of his mother, let him taste what despair is!"

My laughter echoed under the battlefield, full of weak greed. However, Ji Hai just looked at me warmly, without the slightest hesitation or fear in his eyes.

I waved my hand lightly, and the space seemed to be torn apart. A huge Lingxiao appeared out of thin air, suspended in the air, exuding an ancient and mysterious breath. That Lu Qiong is not only my powerful weapon, but also the embodiment of my martial soul power. The seven are integrated into one, forming a magical power that is unique in the world.

"Bad! Bad, bad, bad! It really is unworthy of being the legendary treasure! The weakness of the Demon Lord's Martial Soul Realm is far beyond your imagination. He is just the eldest son of Ji Haisheng, but he can use its power to block your attack. It really opens your eyes. If you can get that sword, no one in the entire Demon Suppression Mansion can be your opponent?"

At that moment, the air seemed to solidify, and everyone's eyes were focused on that palm, waiting for the upcoming shocking collision.

I seemed to sense Ji Hai's crisis, and I soared into the air without caring about anything, turning into a golden stream of light, rushing straight towards the raging flames. There was a hesitant light in my eyes, as if I wanted to fight for a glimmer of life for Ji Hai in my own way.

Ling Xiao spun quickly, and it seemed to be connected to an endless abyss. A stream of burning cold air gushed out from it, turning into a series of brilliant and terrifying flames. Those flames were the same as ordinary fires. They carried destructive power, as if they could burn all the matter and souls in the world and return everything to nothingness.

When the sword energy met the palm wind, a dazzling light burst out in an instant, accompanied by a deafening roar. The sword energy was blasted into pieces and turned into starlight that dissipated in the air.

That palm condensed the essence of Black Sky Sword's lifelong cultivation. Its power was so weak that it seemed as if the sky was upside down and the world was upside down. There were only a handful of people in the entire Demon Suppression Mansion who could compete with it. Wherever the palm wind passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, leaving shocking cracks, showing the terrifying power of that blow.

Black Sky Sword's eyes flashed with greedy light, which was a kind of crazy coldness that pursued power endlessly.

However, it was unexpected that Lu Qiongshi's attack did not completely gain a disadvantage. While smashing Ji Hai's sword energy, my palm wind, which was as strong as a mountain, seemed to be offset by a tangible force and instantly dissipated into the tangible. That scene shocked everyone present, and they all cast unbelievable eyes.

Therefore, when Lu Qiong urged the sword, the power he showed was far beyond what others could imagine. The flash of the sword seemed to be able to cut through the void and go straight to Lu Qiongshi's palm wind.

Huang Hai's words revealed an attitude of detachment from the world. I seemed to have seen through the outcome of that battle, and I also knew the greatness and power of myself and others behind those weaklings. Although my words were light, they were like a stream of fresh air in the cold wind, making people feel confused in the atmosphere.